the tiger we were stalking walked on paper feet.

it's summer.
when we eat to much popsicles,
don't get enough sleep,
sit on haleys lawn and talk about nothing and everything,
chalk up a storm,
watch midnight movies,
camp,
never do our hair,
float down provo river,
have sleepovers and play nancy drew all night,
walk everywhere because none of us have money for gas,
roast hot dogs and marshmellows,
and just do nothing for three months.
its like school rehab.
and i've been counting down for months.
now, if the sun would just join us,
we could start the party.

there is a secret, that you don't know.

the bachelorette is my monday night obsession, and this season seems so exciting.
The guys:

william.

aka: prince charming.

the best one. obviously.

he's gorgeous, hilarious, and seems just right for...

me.

also, someone please tell me who he looks like, because i can not figure it out.

bently.

aka: the player.

got to keep him for the drama.

i'm pretty sure he was previously married to michelle.

and she's the one who tipped ashley off.

jeff.

aka: batman.

why he insisted on showing up in a mask is beyond me.

and also, i'm a bit concerned that this blank image is the only one availiable to him.

ames.

aka: fish eys.

i'm sorry. but come on.

ashley, the guy with the stripped suit was so much more attractive then him.

you had better feel a real close connection with him.

someone has to pay, for their chance to live

eternally.

there is one place where i feel completely safe.

there is one place where i feel completely content.

there is one place where i feel completely peaceful.

there is one place where i feel like i'm doing the most good.

there is one place where i feel closest to god.

in his holy house.

where i'm helping the people who've already passed on gain all of the holy ordaninces they need to get eternal life.

everytime i go to the temple it reminds me of the sacrifice that my brother, Jesus Christ made for me.

because of him i will someday live with my Father in Heaven, and everyone else i love.

becasue of him i am forgiven of my sins. the sins he took upon himself to bear for me.

becasue of him i'm able to help others get the beautiful gift i've been given.

sitting in a place where all you feel is peace and love, where nothing satan throws at you will ever get you, talking about things that are really important with the people who are really important.

thats what i think heaven will be like.

and the temple is the closest place to heaven on earth.

dance like its the last night of the world

morp.
what fun what fun.
picnics in the park that consitsted of huge sandwiches that no one could eat. except julie. i'm pretty sure julie finished her whole sandwich.
flying kites.
mine and chris' was named the beast becasue it was a beast. and hard to control. and it kept running into trees. not pretty. it ran into multiple trees multiple times.
mckay's and julie's was named the runaway because it ran away.
and we were unable to find it.
and i'm still irked by the grapes that were mysteriously found smashed on my windsheild. that was just great.
the hike became a game of revenge.
and mckay driving up to julies house in his full on hippy outfit was the best thing that ever happened.
seriously.
i wish i would have recorded it.
lets just say that i fell down from lack of air.
becasue i was having trouble breathing.
becasue i was laughing so hard.
becasue mckay drove up to julies in his full on hippy outfit. afro included.
when we took pictures i won ten bucks. and i will never forget.
and dinner was hilarious.
as was the dance.
school dances make me feel better about my dancing skills, becasue i'm usually at least as bad, if not better, than at least one person there.
i had a great time at morp, and i'm so glad that i went with chris.

peace, and one moment.
i will no longer be presuaded to not do something i wanted to do in the first place.
oh. and happy 176th post, becasue i forgot to do a shoutout last time.

buddy are ya there, do you know what that means?

i was under the impression the quails couldn't fly.
but there is one just chilling on my mailbox, and unless it can jump really high, flight is the only possible way it got there.
i think its stuck.
and we keep making eye contact.
and its little floppy thing on its head is going crazy.
i think that means its mad.
and there is another one sitting on the street just looking at it.
quails are weird.
dear krispy kreame doughnuts.
please send me a free coupon.
thank you and good night.
love cammie rachelle.
my mom made me swithch over to the "healthey" bread. its gross.
and i hate it.
"Americans are fat."
"I think they prefer robust."
yeah.
 the white stuff floating all around makes me think of to kill a mocking bird.
"the world is endin!"
"its just snowin scout."
i supose the end of the school year is pointless and meaningless and importantless.
i've had a sub in almost every class today,
and my air car finally goes.
thats an A.
oh.
and i really want to go on a hike.

a million dreams are in me.

and one of them is to let my mom know how much i love her.
but even if i wrote a thousand posts about how much she has done for me,
it would never be enough.
i love you mom!
happy mothers day!

i swear i'd give my life for you

a shout out to my very favorite lady.
my grandma sue.
she is my role model. the person who i've always looked up to.
she was a nurse, and becasue she was a nurse, i wanted to be a nurse. and even now that i've realized that nursing isn't for me, it was always important for me to stay in the health feild because my grandma did.
she cooks the best birthday meals.
while i was growing up i would go over and help her cook. and she would always let me lick the bowls.
she is the most classy lady i have ever met.
she loves my grandpa so much.
she calls me her little angel.
she's in the hospital.
and i've been praying hard all day.

the movie in my mind

theres something so incredible about sitting in the audience of a theater. waiting.
and when all the lights go out, and the orchestra starts to play, i always get goosbumps.
and when the overture finally ends and the first actor comes out and starts to sing, something about that takes me to another world.
the set changes, the singing, the dancing.
i love it.
i love it all.
and, as a side note, a bee just ran into the window.
and fell to the ground.
bee positive.

you wont believe all the things you'll see, i know cause you'll see them all with me

someday i'm going to argentina.
and i'm going to sing to eva's grave as loudly as possible, and find perons and tell him that i always loved him.
i'm going to go to the resturant where they cut through pigs with plates.
and i'm going to go to the casa rosada and cry eva peron.
and perhaps i'll take a visit to the penguins.
and i'll take a billion of pictures along the street la boca becasue all the buildings are diffrent colors.
and i'll do it all with someone who will sit and let me do it all.